Spring 2007

Welcome back  - and hello to our new visitors.

Stegbone's Fish Camp in Welaka remains one of the very few true fish camps on the great St. Johns River, the Bass Capitol of the World. The real estate 'boom' of recent times and the many pressures of life today have caused a number of our local camps to disappear. But Stegbone's remains fully intact today, a true old Florida experience.

While the place itself and the experience are nearly the same, some of the personalities aren't. Stan Plaisted, who has tirelessly and faithfully helped us with innumerable repairs over the last 7 years, is now living full-time with his wife Patti across the street in the double-wide. Stan has a great knowledge of the river and of the Welaka area and he continues to take care of the premises and watch out over all of our guests. He is assisted by Gail Jones, who handles check-in/check-out and reservations. Together, they are nearly always available to help you enjoy your stay.

Terry and Jim are again closely involved in the camp operation. Jim does his architecture during the week but slips over for a visit as often as possible, and Terry assists with the operations of the camp from St. Augustine and with numerous visits. Both are around most weekends. Our dogs, Sadie (white shepard) and Izzie Lu (bassett), are 10 and 2 1/2 years old. If you believe in reincarnation, you might want to consider coming back as a camp dog - talk about a life!

In order to continue to hold down costs, beginning August 1, 2007, we are ending the linen service that we have been providing. This means that you will need to bring your own sheets, pillow cases, towels and wash cloth and make your bed upon arrival. We expect this to make a big difference by reducing labor and the cost of the linen service. Thanks for your understanding.
As always, we are doing little things to improve the camp. You will notice these when you get here.

All in all, things are going well. No hurricanes last fall, Stan is chumming the dock, the hawks are perching on the martin gourds, and there's plenty of wood for the campfire. Can't complain too much now, can we.
Wishing you all the best.

Stan, Gail, Terry and Jim